LIFES^LITERATU 
READERS 


FIRST  READER 


EDUCATION  DEPT. 


LIFE  AND 
LITERATURE  READERS 


FIRST  READER 


ADVISORY  EDITOR 

CHARLES  E.  LITTLE 
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QF    PEABODY    COLLEGE 


3Y*  ' 

ELSINORE    ROBINSON    CROWELL 


DOUB  &  COMPANY 

SAN  FRANCISCO 


Copyright,  1914 
By  WILLIAMS  PRINTING  COMPANY 


Engravings  by  the 

COMMERCIAL  ART  COMPANY 

SAN  FRANCISCO 


PREFACE 

It  is  quite  important  that  children  dur- 
ing their  first  year  in  school  secure  the 
power  to  read  with  ease  and  with  expres- 
sion any  selection  containing  any  words 
found  in  a  vocabulary  consisting  of  not  less 
than  four  hundred  words.  The  extent  to 
which  children  secure  the  power  to  do  this 
depends  on  the  abMty  of  the  teacher  and 
the  methods  and  material  in  the  textbook. 

The  three  essentials  of  a  good  primer 
and  first  reader  are  the  following:  (a)  The 
words  selected  should  be  those  that  are  best 
suited  for  the  preparation  of  a  subject- 
matter  that  is  varied  and  interesting  and 
easily  within  reach  of  the  average  child's 
understanding  and  experience,  (b)  While 
the  subject-matter  should  be  interesting,  it 

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must  be  specially  prepared  for  the  specific 
purpose  of  giving  the  pupil  as  soon  as  pos- 
sible a  mastery  over  the  words  selected, 
(c)  The  primer  and  first  reader  should  lend 
themselves  to  a  method  that  the  average 
teacher  can  use  with  success.  The  intro- 
duction and  arrangement  of  new  words  and 
material  should  be  such  that  the  teacher 
may  employ  either  the  word  method,  the 
sentence  method,  or  the  phonic  method. 

At  the  top  of  the  pages  of  this  primer 
and  first  reader  is  a  list  of  carefully  selected 
words,  constituting  a  simple  but  effective 
vocabulary.  At  the  bottom  of  these  pages 
is  a  very  simple  but  complete  system  of 
phonics.  The  subject-matter  of  these  books 
provides  specifically  for  the  use  of  the  three 
standard  methods  of  teaching  reading,  either 
separately  or  in  combination. 


CONTENTS 


PAGE 

THE  NEW  DAY 7 

TOM  's  PETS ]0 

THE  CLOCK 12 

THE  GUESSING  GAME 14 

THE  MOUSE-TRAP.  .  .16 


A  DRAWING  LESSON  ....;.. 

THE  HAY--RIDE 

PLAYING  SCHOOL 

A  LISTENING  LESSON 

A  BALL  GAME 

DRIVING  THE  GOAT 

BLOWING  BUBBLES 

THE  BUTTERFLIES  '  PARTY  . . 

THE  PLAY  BASKET 

THE  PICNIC 

MORE  GUESSING  GAMES  .... 

MY  PARTY 

PLAYING  GAMES.  . 


BUFF'S   NEST 

THE  BIRDS  AND  THE  KING  . . . 

THE  BABBIT  's  NEST 

FEEDING  THE  BABY 

THE  SKY.  . 


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54 
59 
62 
66 


PAGE 

A  FLYING  LESSON 68 

THE  BRAVE  DOG 71 

THE  OWL 74 

THANKSGIVING  DAY 77 

GUESSING  GAMES 80 

LITTLE  BIRDIE 81 

MORE  GUESSING  GAMES 82 

WINTER  84 

THE  LAZY  BOY 86 

A  MARCHING  LESSON 91 

A  DAY  IN  THE  CITY 93 

MAKING  BUTTER 96 

THE  CITY  BOY 97 

THE  INDIAN 103 

OUR  GARDEN .   104 

THE  WAX  CANDLE 107 

POEM    (Selected) 110 

THE  DANDELION Ill 

THE  POT  OF  GOLD 112 

THE  BROKEN  STICKS 114 

THE  THREE  PIGS 116 

POEM    (Selected). 122 

THE  BIRTHDAY  VINE 123 

THE  LAST  LESSON..  .   125 


THE  NEW  DAY; 


Y^jood  morning.     Good  it 
How  do  you  do, 
XsL  little  girls  ? 
How  do  you  do, 

Rv         .— ^         sft  •/ 

little  boys  ? 


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vacation  danced  again 

fairies  around 

Vacation  is  over.    We  are  in  school  again. 

We  have  had  a  happy  time. 

What  did  you  do  in  vacation,  Nell? 

I  made  pop  corn  balls  for  a  Christmas  tree. 

What  did  you  do  in  vacation,  Fred? 

I  went  to  see  Nell's  Christmas  tree. 

We  danced  and  played  around  the  tree. 

The  fairies  danced  and  played  around  it,  too. 


But  we  did  not  see  the  pretty  fairies 
They  came  with  good  old  Santa  Clans 


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A      y&ji^j  ;:    TOM'S   PETS 

^;'tr.feks, :  A  .:   rooster 


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This  is  Tom.    Do  you  see  his  pets? 
He  has   many  pets.    They  all  like  him. 
First  there  is  his  dog,  Kover. 
Rover  can  do  many  tricks. 
When  he   talks  he   says,   "Bow-wow!" 
When  he  runs  for  a  squirrel  he  says, 
"Ou,  ou,  ou,  ou!" 


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Then  there  is  Tom's  little  white  kitty  f 
She  says,  "Meow,  meow,  meow!" 
When  she  does  not  like  Rover  she  says,  "Fff." 
Tom  says:     "Kitty,  kitty,  kitty,  kitty! 
I  like  you.     Will  you  have  some  milk?" 

Tom  has  a  big  red  rooster. 

He  stands  on  the   fence  and  calls,  "Ooo  u 

oo  uoooo." 

Tom  calls  back  to  him,  "Oo  u  oo  u  ooo. 
My  dame  has  lost  her  shoe!" 

Tom  has  two  little  white,  doves. 

He  made  a  house  for  them  in  the  tree. 

They  are  dear  little  birds. 

They  say,  "I  love  you  o  ooo  oo  oooo." 

Tom  likes  all  his  pets  and  they  like  him. 

They  like  to  play  with  him. 

How  many  pets  have  you  ?   Do  you  like  them  ? 

st          stop         stick          stay        stand 
ad          bad          had  sad  lad 


THE    CLOCK 
swing        very        just        ago        cuckoo 

Hear  the  old,   old  Grandpa   Clock 
Sing  and  swing  a  big  tick  tock. 
In  the  hall  the  good  clock  stands, 
Holding  up  its  dear  old  hands, 
Saying,  "Yes,"  and  saying,  "No," 
As  it  did  long,  long  ago. 


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Grandpa  loved  the  dear  old  clock. 
Tick,  tock!     Tick,  tock! 

And  I  love  you  best  of  all 
As  you  stand  there  in  the  hall. 
How  I  love  to  hear  you  sing, 
"Ding,   ding,   ding,   ding! 
Tick,  tock!  Tick,  tock!" 
How  I  love  the  Grandpa  Clock. 

Pretty  little  Cuckoo  Clock, 

Can  you  tell  the  time  of  day? 

You  are  not  so  very  tall, 

But  I  hear  just  what  you  say. 

Coo  coo!     Coo  coo! 

How  I  love  your  sweet    coo  coo! 

Let  us  play  that  we  are  clocks. 
I  will  be  a  Grandpa  Clock. 
Who  will  be  a  Cuckoo  Clock? 

cl       clock         clay       cling         clad 
tr         tree        tray       trick       truck 


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THE    GUESSING   GAME 

guess         pocket         knife         home 

John,    guess    what    grandpa    gave    me    for 
Christmas.     It  is  just  what  I  wanted. 
It  is  just  what  all  boys  like. 
And  you  have  one  now,  John. 

Is  it  a  top,  Tom? 

No,  John,  it  is  not  a  top. 

Well  then,  is  it  a  book? 
No,  no.     It  is  not  a  book. 
Grandpa  gave  me  two  books 
for  Christmas  last  year. 

Is  it  a  ball? 

No,  no.     I  have  a  ball. 

It  is  not  a  ball. 

I  can't  guess  it,  Tom. 
Will  you  tell  me? 

Well,  I  keep  it  in  my  pocket. 
Can't  you  guess  now? 


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I  know,  I  know.     It  must  be  a  knife. 
Is  that  what  it  is,  Tom? 

Yes,  that  is  it.     It  is  a  pocket  knife. 
Here  it  is.     How  do  you  like  it? 
Oh,  I  think  it  is  fine!     Isn't  it  a  big 
one! 

Now,  Tom,  guess  what  I  have  at  home, 
It  has  feet,  but  it  can  not  run. 

It  has  eyes,  but  it  can  not  see. 
It  has  ears,  but  it  can  not  hear. 

Well,  John,  what  do  you  do  with  it? 
Oh,  I  get  on  its  back  and  take  a  ride. 

Oh,  I  know  what  it  is!     It  is  a  big 
rocking-horse.     It  must  be  that. 

Yes,   that  is  it.     Come  to  see  me   and 
I  will  give  you  a  ride. 

ap  cap         map         trap  lap 

ear         dear         year         near          tear 


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THE    MOUSE-TRAP 

mice  mouse  barn 

I  am  a  good  mother  mouse. 
Can  you  see  my  baby  mice? 
One,  two,  three,  four,  five. 
Five  baby  mice.     I  love  all 
my  little  babies. 

Do  not  cry,  my  little  dears. 

Kitty  may  hear  you. 

Sh,  sh!     Do  not  cry. 

Be  good  little  mice. 

Mother   will   tell  you   a   story. 

The  story  is  about  a  trap. 

It  is  a  bad,  bad  trap. 


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The   trap   is   to   catch  little   mice. 
The  trap  is  to  catch  you. 

What!     Will   the   trap    catch   me? 

Yes.     It  is  a  bad,  bad  trap. 

Do  not  go  near  it,  little  dears. 

Stay  in  the  old  barn. 

Mother  loves  her  baby  mice. 

Stay  in  the  pretty  nest. 

Do  not  peep  out. 

Kitty  may  see  you.     And  if  she 

does,  she  may  catch  you. 
When  you  are   older  you  may 
run  and  play. 

r  cry        crack        crust 

mice          rice          dice 


creep 
nice 


2—1          ~ 


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A   DRAWING   LESSON 

green  leaf  grape 

This  is  a  flower  and  it  is  yellow. 
This  is  a  chick  and  it  is  yellow. 
This  is  a  jumping- jack  and  it  is 

yellow. 
I  have  a  yellow  flower,  a  yellow 

chick  and  a  yellow  jumping- jack. 

This  is  a  box  and  it  is  blue. 
This  is  a  top  and  it  is  blue. 
This  is  a  ball  and  it  is  blue. 
I  have  a  blue  box,  a  blue  top 
and  a  blue  ball. 

This  is  a  grape  and  it  is  green. 
This  is  a  leaf  and  it  is  green. 
This  is  an  apple  and  it  is  green. 
I  have  a  green  grape,  a  green 
leaf  and  a  green  apple. 


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Guess  what  I  have  in  my  hand. 

Is  it  a  blue  box? 

No.     It  is  not  a  blue  box. 

Is  it  a  green  apple? 

No.     It  is  not  a  green  apple. 

Who  can  guess  what  I  have? 

Is  it  a  yellow  flower? 

Yes,  yes.     It  is  a  yellow  flower. 

gr      gray     grand          greet       grape 
een    green        seen     between     sixteen 


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THE    HAY-RIDE 

drives         whoa         high         leaves 

It  is  May !     It  is  May ! 
And  the  men  make  hay! 
Let   us   run!     Let   us   play! 
Let  us  ride  on  the  hay! 

Here    we    are. 

We    are    011   the 
big   wagon. 


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Papa  drives  the  horses. 
We  sit  on  top  of  the  hay  like 
birds  in  a  nest. 

Up  so  high!     Up  so  high! 

We   can  reach  the   blue,   blue   sky. 

Now  we  go  under  the  trees. 

I  can  reach  the  green  leaves. 

Here  we  come  to  the  barn. 
Father   says,   "Whoa,   whoa!" 
The   good  horses   stand   still. 

Father   says,    "Come,   little   birds. 

Hop   down  to  me." 
Then  we  hop  down  to  father. 

It  is  May!     It  is  May! 
And  the  men  make  hay! 
Let  us  run!     Let  us  play! 
Let  us  ride  on  the  hay! 

dr         dray         drip         drop        drive 
each        reach        teach       peach       beach 


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PLAYING   SCHOOL 
seat  puppies 

Can  you  see  Grace  and  her  dolls? 

Grace  likes  to  play  school. 

She  puts     the  dolls  on  a  big  seat. 

She  plays  they  are  little  girls  in  school. 

She  plays  she  is  the  teacher. 

She  says,  " Little  girls,  sit  very  still." 


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And  all  the  dolls  sit  very,  very  still. 
They  do  not  talk  or  play  in  school. 

Then  Grace  says,  "Look  at  me,  little  girls." 

The  dolls  all  look  at  Grace. 

She  says,  "You  are  good  little  girls. 

I  will  tell  you  a  story." 

Then  Grace  tells  the  dolls  a  story. 

She  tells  them  about  a  Christmas  tree. 

Then  she  tells  them  about  Santa  Claus. 

Tom  says,  "I  can  play  school,  too. 

Come  Rover,  come  Jack,  come  Ring. 

Get  on  this  big  box. 

Sit  up,  Rover.     Sit  up,  Jack. 

You  must  be  good  little  puppies. 

Sit  still,  now.     One,  two,  three,  four,  five. 

Sit  very  still   and  be   good  little   puppies. 

Rover,  you  must  not  jump  at  kitty  again." 

But  the  puppies  do  not  sit  still. 
They  like  to  run  and  jump  and  play. 


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Tom  says:     ' Rover,  you  are 

a  bad  dog  in  school. 
You  can't  sit  still,  can  you? 
Playing   school  is  not   for  boys   and   dogs. 
Playing  school  is  for  girls  and  dolls. 
Come  Rover,  come  Jack,  come  Ring. 
We  will  run  down  to  the  barn  and  play." 

st  cl  tr  cr          gr          dr 

eat        seat        beat        heat       treat 


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A   LISTENING   LESSON 

listen          wind          clouds          rain 

Listen,    mother,    listen.      I    hear    something 
in  the  trees.     What  can  it  be? 

That  is  the  wind,  my  little  boy. 

That  is  the  good  old  wind. 

He  likes  to  blow.     He  blows  the  rain. 

He  blows  the  clouds  about  the  sky. 

He  blows  the  flowers.     He  blows  the  trees. 

He  can  blow  the  birds  about  the  sky. 

He  blows  and  blows  and  blows  and  blowrs. 

What  does  the  wind  say,  mother? 

The  wind  says,  "Woooooo.     Wooooooo. 

I  like  to  blow.     Woooooo.     Wooooooo." 

See  the  clouds,  my  little  boy. 

Some  clouds  are  red  and  some  are  white. 

These   are   dark.     They  are   rain   clouds. 

How  cold  it  is.     Wooooooo.     Wooooooo. 
ust          just        must          dust        trust 
ark         dark          lark         hark         park 


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window  something 

Listen,  mother.     Listen,  listen. 
I  hear  something  on  the  window 
It  says,  " Patter,  patter,  patter." 
Then  it  says,  "Tap,  tap,  tap." 
What  is  it,  mother? 
That  is  the  rain,  my  little  boy. 
That  is  the  good  old  rain. 


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How  does  the  rain  come  down,  mother? 
It  falls  down  from  the  sky. 

Does  it  come  from  the  pretty  clouds? 
Yes,  it  comes  from  the  clouds. 
But  today  the  clouds  are  not  pretty. 
They  are  dark. 

Tap,  tap,  tap,  the  rain  comes  down. 
Patter,  patter,  on  the  town. 

(Memorise) 
A  million  little  diamonds 

Twinkled   on   the   trees ; 
And   all   the   little   maidens   said, 

"A  jewel,   if  you  please!" 

So  while  they  held  their  hands 

outstretched 

To  catch  the  diamonds  gay, 
A  million  little  sunbeams  came 
And  stole  them  all  away. 

—M.  T.  Butts 

atter      patter       fatter     matter      batter 
own        down        town        gown 


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began 


A   BALL   GAME 
before 


field 


These   boys  have   been  in   school. 
But  now  they  are  out  for  fun. 

They  are  going  to  play  ball. 
John  said,  "Who  has  a  ball?" 
"I  have,  I  have,"  said  Will. 
John  said,  "Where  is  the  bat?" 
"I  know,  ,1  know,"  said  Tom. 


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Then  Tom  ran  to  get  the  bat.     It  was  in 

the   school  house. 

"Let  me   catch,"   said  little   Ned  to   John. 
"No,  no,  Ned.     You  are  too  little  to  catch. 
You  can  field,"  said  John. 
"I  do  not  like  to  field,"  said  little  Ned. 
Then  he  began  to  pout  and  cry. 
"I  want  to  catch.    I  want  to  catch,"  he  said. 

"Oil,  come,  come,"  said  John.  "Don't  be 
a  cry  baby,  Ned.  Get  out  and  field. 

All  boys  must  do  that  before  they  can  play 
in  a  big  game." 

So  little  Ned  played  in  the  field.  He  ran 
for  the  balls.  He  did  his  best. 

The  big  boys  liked  Ned  for  that. 
Some  day  he  will  play  in  the  big  game. 


sc 

scan 

scat 

scold 

scout 

out 

pout 

trout 

stout 

about 

atch 

catch 

latch 

hatch 

patch 

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DRIVING   THE    GOAT 

Dick  cart  draw 

Father  gave  me  this  goat  for 
Christmas.  I  call  him  Dick. 

Isn't  he  a  big  fellow?  I  like 
my  goat,  and  he  likes  me. 

Do  you  see  my  yellow  cart? 
I  call  it  my  " Yellow  Spinner.' 
Dick  can  draw  the  cart. 


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Come,  May.     Come,  John. 

I  will  give  you  a  ride. 

Get  in.     Get  in. 

Isn't  this  fun? 

Get  up,  Dick.     Get  up. 

Away  we  go.    Away  we  go. 

Oh!    Oh!    Dick!    Dick! 
Do  not  go  so  fast. 
You  will  spill  us  out. 
Whoa,  Dick!   Whoa!    I  say. 

Keep  your  seat,  May. 

Do  not  cry,  little  girl. 

Dick  will  not  run  away. 

I  am  a  big  boy. 

I  can  hold  my  goat. 

See   how   well   I   can   drive. 

fl  flat          flop  flit         fling 

oat         goat         coat         float         boat 
spinner      dinner     winner       sinner 


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BLOWING   BUBBLES 

bubbles      break       soap       pipe       Alice 

Guess  what  I  have  in  my  hand,"  said  May. 

I  think  it  is  an  apple,"  said  John. 
"I  think  it  is  a  book,"  said  Alice. 
"No,  no!"  said  May.    "It  is  not  a  book. 
And  it  is  not  an  apple. 
If  you  can  not  guess  what  it  is,  I  will  tell 
you.     It  is  a  pipe.     A  new  pipe." 


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"A  pipe!  Oh,  May,  it  can  not  be  a  pipe." 
"Yes  it  is,  and  I  am  going  to  blow  bubbles. 
Will  you  come  with  me?  It  will  be  fun." 

"This  is  the  pan  and  this  is  the  water. 

Put  some  water  in  the  pan,   John. 

Now  put  the  soap  in  the  water. 

See  how  funny  the  water  looks  now. 

See  the  little  white  bubbles  in  it. 

They  float  around  like  little  white  boats." 


'Look,  look,"  said  Alice.     "See  my  bubble, 
It  floats  away  and  away  in  the  blue  sky." 


bubble  is  red  and  green  and  yellow," 
said  Ma.     "See.     It  does  not  break." 


"Look,  May,  look  at  John's  bubble. 

How   big   it   is.      Will   it   break    before    it 

floats  away?     There  it  goes. 
It  looks  like  a  big  white  ball  in  the  sky." 


th 

ink 

3—1 

thin 
pink 

think 
sink 

thick 
think 

thank 
drink 

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THE    BUTTERFLIES'   PARTY 


butterflies 


blossoms 


party 


The  butterflies  had  a  party. 
The  party  was  out  under  the 

apple  tree. 

I  know  for  I  was  there. 
I  saw  the  pretty  butterflies  at 

the  party. 
They  liked  the  pink  blossoms. 

One  butterfly  was  yellow. 
One  butterfly  was  blue. 
One  butterfly  was  white. 


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clapped  lasted 

The  big,  big  butterfly  was  yellow  and  brown. 
I  liked  the  big  one  best.    He  was  so  pretty. 
The  party  lasted  all  the  morning. 
I  called  to  mother,  "Come,  come! 
See  all  the  pretty  butterflies." 
Mother  said:     "What  a  pretty  party. 
Some  day  my  little  girl  may  have  a  party, 

too.     She  is  such  a  good  child." 
I  clapped  my  hands  and  said,  "Let  us  have 

it  under  the  apple  tree. 
Then  the  butterflies  may  come  to  it." 

One  little,  two  little,  three 

little  butterflies, 
Pour  little,  five  little,  six 

little  butterflies, 
Seven  little,  eight  little,  nine 

little  butterflies, 
Ten  little  butterflies  gay. 

art        part        start        tart        party 


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THE    PLAY   BASKET 

basket       woman       market       off       laid 

See  the  pretty  little  basket. 
What  can  I  do  with  a  basket? 
I  know.     I  can  fill  this 

basket  with  flowers. 
Then  I  can  play  that  I  am  a  little  flower 

girl  going  to  market. 

See  my  flowers.     Oh  see  my  pretty  flowers. 
Will  you  buy  my  flowers? 
Some    are    red,    some    are    blue,    some    are 
white  and  some  are  yellow. 

Now  I  will  take  the  flowers  out  of  my  basket. 
I  can  fill  the  same  basket  with  eggs. 
Now,  I  can  play  that  I  am  an  old  woman 
going  to  market. 

Who  will  buy  my  eggs? 
A  fat  hen  laid  these  eggs. 
Will  you  buy  my  eggs? 


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I  will  take  all  the  eggs  out  of  my  basket. 
But  what  shall  I  put  in  my  basket  now? 
Oh,  I  know.    I  will  put  in  all  these  ears  of 

corn.   How  pretty  they  are. 
Some  are  red  and  some  are  white. 

Now  I  will  play  I  am  a  farmer. 
I  will  go  and  feed  iny  little  pig. 
" Piggy,  piggy,  piggy-   Come  to  me." 
Oh,  see  him  run  to  me.    See  my  little 

fat  pig  run. 

He  likes  to  eat  my  good  corn. 
And  I  like  to  feed  my  pig. 
I  am  a  good  farmer. 

Now  I  am  just  mamma's  little  girl  again. 
I  take  my  basket  and  flowers  in  one  hand. 
Then  I  take  my  books  in  the  other. 
I  am  off  to  school.   Good-by,  mother  dear. 
Your  little  play  girl  is  gone.    Good-by. 

ig          pig  wig  jig  rig 

could        would         should 


38 
THE  PICNIC 

picnic  stockings  were 

grass  their 

Come  girls.   Come  boys. 
Let  us  go  on  a  picnic. 
May  we  all  go  today? 
Yes.  You  may  all  go. 


How  glad  we  were  to  go. 

We  walked  in  the  green  grass. 

The  boys  took  off  their  shoes  and  stockings. 

It  was  fun  for  them  to  wade  in  the  water. 


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lunch  bread  butter 

The  girls  picked  the  pretty  flowers. 
What  flowers  do  you  think  they  found? 

"Oh;  look,"  said  John.     "See  the  rabbit!" 
But  the  rabbit  saw  Rover  and  ran  away. 
"Look,"  said  May.     "Look  up  in  that  tree. 
Keep  still.     See  the  two  little  squirrels. 
They  are  as  happy  as  squirrels  can  be. 
Little  squirrels,  where  is  your  house? 
And  tell  us  where  you  put. all  your  nuts." 

See  this  big  tree.     See  how  tall  it  is. 
We  will  have  our  lunch  here  in  the  shade. 
Mother  put  up  this  lunch  for  us. 
She  knows  what  we  like  best  for  lunch. 

Here  is  bread  and  butter  and  honey. 
And  here  is  milk  for  us  to  drink. 
Here  are  apples  and  cakes  and  nuts. 
We   must   thank   mother   again   for   giving 
us  this  good,  good  lunch. 

ade        made        wade        shade        trade 


40 


Who  will  crack  some  of  these  nuts  for  us? 
We  will  give  some  of  them  to  the  squirrels. 
Come,  little  squirrels,  and  eat  some  nuts. 
We  will  give  some  of  the  cake  to  the  birds. 
Come,  little  birds,  and  eat  some  cake. 
We  will  give  some  of  the  bread  to  Rover. 
Here,  Rover,  come  and  have  some  bread. 

Isn't  this  a  happy  picnic? 
Yes,  yes,  it  is  a  happy  picnic. 
Now,  who  will  tell  a  story?     <* 

fr       friU     fray     fret     Fred 


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MORE    GUESSING   GAMES 

watch  never  yet 

This  is  John's  story: 

John:  What  is  it  that  runs  but  does  not 
walk?  It  has  hands  but  it  does  not 
talk.  Who  can  tell  me  what  it  is? 

children:  Oh,  dear!  We  can  never  guess. 
You  must  tell  us,  John. 

John:  No,  I  will  not  tell  you  yet.  You 
must  try  to  guess.  All  the  girls  and 
boys  must  try. 

children:  Well,  then,  can  it  be  a  sled?  My 
sled  runs  but  it  does  not  walk. 

John:     No,  no.     It  is  not  a  sled. 

Children:     Do    tell    US,    John. 

John:     Now,    try.      My    father    keeps    it    in 

his  pocket. 

cuidren:    I   know,   I  know.     It   is   a   watch. 
John:     Yes,  it  is  a  watch. 


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This  is  Grace's  story: 

Grace:  I  am  a  little  flower.  I  am 
yellow.  All  the  boys  and  girls  like 
me.  I  say  to  the  boys  and  girls, 
"Do  you  like  butter?" 

Children:  I  know  what  you  are,  Grace. 
You  are  a  buttercup. 

Grace:  You  guessed  it  the  very  first 
time.     I  am  a  buttercup. 

(Memorise) 

Two  little  hands  so  soft  and  white, 
This  is  the  left — this  is  the  right. 

Five  little  fingers  stand  on  each 
So  I  can  hold  a  plum  or  a  peach. 

But  if  I  should  grow  as  old  as  you, 
Many   little   things   these   hands    can    do. 

sl          sled          slap  slip         sling 

alk        walk          talk       chalk        stalk 


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MY   PARTY 

cups       saucers       forks       plates       because 

A  birthday  party  all  for  me! 
You  see,  I  am  seven  years  old. 
This  is  my  cake.     How  big  it  is! 
Mother  put  seven  candles  on  it. 
I  must  set  the  little  table  now. 
I  must  put  on  seven  plates. 
Seven  cups  and  seven  saucers. 
Seven  knives  and  seven  forks. 
All  because  I  am  seven  years  old. 


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Oh!  Oh!  Oh!    See  the  pretty  bee. 
He  has  come  to  my  party. 
And  look,  look!     See  the  pretty 

yellow  butterfly. 
He  has  come  to  my  party,  too. 

This  is  my  birthday  doll. 
Mother  gave  her  to  me  this 

morning.     Isn't  she  pretty? 
I  do  love  a  little  doll.  - 
See  her  pretty  blue  eyes. 
And  see  her  brown  hair. 
It  is  just  like  my  hair. 

Let  me  tell  you  something. 

It  was  my  hair. 

Mother  says  she  gave  it  to  my 

baby  doll. 
What  do  you  think  of  that! 

pi         play        plate         plow         plan 
up  cup  sup          pup   puppies 

air          hair        chair          fair        fairy 


45 


I  hear  the  children  coming. 
They  are  coming  to  my  party. 
I  must  go  to  meet  them. 

The  children  gave  a  party 

Under  the  apple  tree. 
First  there  came  a  butterfly 

Then  there  came  a  bee. 

And  all  the  happy  children 

Under  the  apple  tree, 
Played   the   long   bright   afternoon 

With  dolly  and  with  me. 


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PLAYING   GAMES 

flies 

May   is   a   pretty   bee.      See   her   fly   from 

flower  to  flower. 

She  is  getting  honey.     She  likes  honey. 
She  is  going  to  the  red  flowers  today. 

Zum,  zum,  zum. 

Hum,  hum,  hum. 


Lucy  is  a  butterfly. 
See  her  fly  to  the  flowers? 
First  she  goes  to  a  blue  one? 
Then  she  goes  to  a  yellow  one. 
She  likes  to  fly.    Away  she  goes. 


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ir 


Alice  is  a  pretty  bird. 

See  her  fly  to  the  tree. 

First  she  goes  for  a  bit  of  hay. 

Then  she  goes  for  some  hair. 

See  her  make  her  nest. 

Now  she  flies  away. 

I  can  hear  her  sing. 

Tweet,  tweet,  tweet,  tweet. 

irst        ird        irk 


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ACTION    LESSON 

once        chairs        brought        teapot 

Once  we  had  a  party  at  school.     I  brought 

a  box  for  a  table. 
We  all  brought  our  little  chairs. 
May  brought  all  her  pretty  little  dishes. 

Why,  the  chairs  and  dishes  and  table   are 
here  now.    Shall  we  have  another  party  ? 
Yes!  Yes!    It  will  be  such  fun. 
Look,  look !    Our  books  tell  just  what  to  do. 

Put  the  cups  on  the  table. 
Put  the  saucers  under  them. 
Put  the  plates  on  the  table. 
Put  a  flower  by  each  plate. 
Put  the  forks  on  the  table. 
Put  the  knives  on  the  table. 
Get  a  teapot  of  water  and  fill 

the  cups. 
Ring  the  bell. 
Now  sit  in  your  chairs  and 

drink  a  cup  of  tea. 


Get  up  and  put  away 

the  chairs. 
Put  away  the  knives 

and  forks. 
Now  put  away  the  cups 

and  saucers. 
Put  away  the  plates. 
Put  away  the  teapot. 
Put  away  the  flowers. 
Put  away  the  box. 

ox  box  fox          nox 

end         lend         send         bend 


4—1 


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BUFF'S   NEST 

asked        son        Buff        corn-field 

John  had  a  pet  hen.    Her  name  was  Buff. 

Buff  had  a  pretty  nest  somewhere. 

One  day  John  said 
to  May:  " Come,  May. 
Help  me  find  Buff's 
nest.  I  can  not  find  it. ' ? 


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Then  John  went  to  the  barn.     He  looked 

.'  in  the  hay.     He  looked'  and  looked. 
But  he  could  not  find  Buff's  nest. 
May  went   to   the   garden.     She   looked  in 

the  grass  and  flowers. 
But  she  could  not  find  Buff's  nest. 
Then  mother  came  out. 

"What  are  you  looking  for,  my  little  son?" 

asked  his  mother. 

"I  am  looking  for  Buff's  nest,"  said  John. 
"Look  in  the  weeds,"  said  mother. 
"Look  in  the  weeds  back  of  the  barn. 
I  will  go  with  you.     Yes,  you  may  come, 

May,  and  help  us  find  Buff's  nest." 

Then  they  all  went  to  look  in  the  weeds. 
Mother  looked  and  John  looked  and  May 

looked. 

But  they  could  not  find  Buff's  nest. 
"Where  can  that  nest  be?"  asked  mother. 
"Yes,  where  can  it  be?"  asked  John. 


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When  father  came  home,  John  said :  4 '  Father, 
Buff  has  a  nest,  but  no  one  can  find  it. 
Mother  can  not  find  it. 
And  May  can't  find  it. 
And  I  can't  find  it." 

"Oh,  come,  my  son. 
We  must  try  again. 
We  must  find  it." 


Then    father    and    mother    and    John    and 

May  went  to  find  Buff's  nest. 
"Did  you  look  in  the  corn-field,  my  son?" 
"No,  father.     I  have  not  looked  there." 
"Well  then,  we  will  all  look  in  the  corn- 
field.    Her  nest  may  be  there." 
So  they  all  went  to  the  corn-field. 


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They  looked  and  looked  for  a  long  time. 

But  they  could  not  find  Buff's  nest. 

' ' What  can  we  do?"  said  John. 

Just  then  mother  said,  "Listen,  listen!" 

Cluck,  cluck.     Cluck,  cluck. 

Peep,  peep.     Peep,  peep.     Peep,  peep. 

"Look,  look!"  said  mother. 

Then  father  and  May  and  John  looked. 

There  was  the  nest  in  the  grass. 

And  there  was  Buff  with  ten  little  chickens, 

What  do  you  think  of  that? 

(Memorise) 

Cock  a  doodle  dooooo, 

My   dame   has  lost   her   shoe; 

Master's   lost   his   fiddle   bow, 

And   I   don't   know   what   to    dooooo. 

wh        when          why      where      whack 

eet  eep          eeth  eel  eek 

feet         peep        teeth  feel         peek 


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THE   BIRDS   AND    THE    KING 

gobble  goose  stood 

turkey         waiting 

Once  a  turkey  said:  " Gobble,  gobble,  gobble. 
I  want  to  see  the  king.  I  will  go  and  go. 
I  will  go  and  see  the  king.  I  will  go  and 

see  him  now." 
So  he  walked  on. 


" 


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By  and  by  he  met  a  rooster. 
He  said,  "Oh,  happy  rooster! 
Do  you  want  to  see  the  king? 
The  rooster  said,  "Ooo  u  oooo. 
I  do,  I  do,  I  doooooo." 
"Then,"  said  the  turkey,  "come 

with  me." 
So  they  walked  on. 


They  met  a  pretty  dove. 
The  turkey  said,  "Sweet  dove. 
Do  you  want  to  see  the  king? 
The  dove  said,  "Coo,  coo,  coo! 
I  do,  I  do,  I  doooo!" 
"Then  come  with  me." 
So  they  walked  on. 


?J 


Soon  they  met  a  big  fat  duck. 
The  turkey  said,  "Fat  duck! 
Do  you  want  to  see  the  king?" 
The   duck  said,   "Quack,   quack! 
I  do,  I  do.     Snick-snack!" 


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feast  middle  laughed 

shall  poor 

"Then,"  said  the  turkey,  "come 

with  me." 
So  they  walked  on. 

Then  they  met  a  goose. 
The  turkey  said,  "Goose,  do 

you  want  to  see  the  king?" 
The  goose  said,  "Th,  th,  th. 
Yes,  I  do,  I  do,  I  do." 
"Then,"  said  the  turkey, 

"come  with  me." 
So  they  walked  on. 


pie 


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By  and  by  they  came  to  the  king's  house. 
The  king  said,  "What  is  that  I  hear?" 
" Gobble,  gobble,   gobble!"  said  the  turkey. 
"Ooo  u  oo  u  oooo!"  said  the  rooster. 
"Coo,  coo,  coo!"  said  the  little  white  dove. 
" Quack,  quack,  quack!"  said  the  fat  duck. 
"Th,  th,  th,  th!"  said  the  goose. 

When  the  king  came  to  the  door,  the  birds 

were  waiting  to  see  him. 
He  laughed  and  laughed  and  laughed. 
He    called,    "Cook!    Cook!     Here    are    five 

birds  for  a  Christmas  pie." 

"Oh,  don't  kill  us,"  they  begged. 
"Gobble,  gobble,   gobble!"  said  the  turkey. 
"Ooo  u  oo  u  oooo !"  said  the  rooster. 
"Coo,  coo,  coo!"  said  the  little  white  dove. 
"Quack,  quack!"  said  the  fat  duck. 
"Th,  th,  th!  .  Th,  th,  th!"  said  the  goose. 


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Then  the  good  king  said,  "Poor  little 

birds.     Do  not  cry. 

Cook!     Cook!    Bring   seeds.     Bring   seeds. 
These  pretty  birds  shall  have  a  feast." 
Then  the  happy  birds  made  a  ring. 
And  there  in  the  middle  of  the  ring  stood 

the  king. 
And   the   turkey   and   the   rooster   and   the 

dove  and  the  duck  and  the  goose 

feasted  at  the  king's  house. 
And  they  all  were  happy  ever  after. 


Jack 


pack  snack 

snip  snake 

kid  bid 


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THE    RABBIT'S    NEST 

ground  warm  heads 

long  after          fast 

Once  there  was  a  big  father  rabbit. 
There  was  a  mother  rabbit,  too. 
They  had  a  nest  in  the  ground. 
The  nest  was  warm. 
Four  baby   rabbits  were   in  that  nest. 
Father  rabbit  said  to  mother  rabbit, 
"My  dear,  we  must  keep  very  still. 
The  big  dogs  are  looking  for  us." 


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The  four  baby  rabbits  said:     "Oh,  oh,  oh! 

Oh,   oh,    oh!     Mother,   mother!     What 

shall  we  do?     What  shall  we  do?" 
"Put  down  your  heads,"  mother  rabbit  said. 
"The  dogs  may  see  your  long  ears.    Father 

will  watch  for  us." 
Then  mother  rabbit  and  the  baby  rabbits 

were  still,  so  still. 
They  could  hear  the  dogs  barking. 
"Oh,  mother!"  said  the  little  rabbits. 
"The  dogs  are  coming!     The  dogs  are 

coming!     They  will  catch  us!" 
"Sh,  sh,"  said  mother  rabbit.    "Keep  still." 
Then  father  rabbit  gave  a  big  jump. 
Away  he  went.     He  went  over  the  hills. 
The  dogs  went  after  him. 
How  father  rabbit  ran.     He  ran  and  ran. 
He  jumped  and  jumped  and  jumped. 
Ou,    ou,    ou!"    said   the    dogs.     And   they 

ran  after  him. 


. . 


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But   father   rabbit  ran  too   fast   for  them. 
He  led  them  away  from  his  nest. 
Mother  rabbit  peeped  out. 
She  said:     "They  can  never  catch  him. 
Go  to  sleep,  little  dears.     Go  to  sleep. 
The  nest  is  a  good  place  for  you." 

That  night  when  father  rabbit  came  home 
he  told  mother  rabbit  and  the  baby 
rabbits  about  his  long  run. 


ace 
ground 

race 
ound 

place 
sound 

face 
found 

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FEEDING   THE    BABY 


fur 


bone 
better 


arms 
clover 


foot 


May's  baby  brother  was  asleep  on  the  grass. 
"When  he  awakes  he  will  want  something 
to  eat,"  said  May.  "I  know  he  will. 
What  shall  I  feed  him? 
Let  me  think." 


"Tweet,  tweet!     Eat,  eat!"  sang  the  bird 

in  the  tree. 

"Yes,  >vhat  shall  tfye  baby  eat?"  asked  May. 
"Eat,  eat,  eat,"  sang  the  bird  again. 


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"Just  what  my  babies  eat. 
Give  him  a  fat  little  bug." 
"No,  no!     No,  no!"  said  May. 
"That  will  never,  never  do." 


Then  Rover,  the  dog,  came  up. 
"No,  no!"  said  Rover.    "No,  no! 
Give  him  a  fine  bone,  May. 
That  will  make  him  grow  big." 
"Why,  Rover!     Rover! 
Baby  could  never  eat  a  bone." 

"No,  indeed!"  buzzed  the  bee. 
"A  bone  would  never  do. 
He  is  such  a  dear  little  fellow. 
Give  him  something  sweet. 
Give  him  honey,  little  May. 
Give  him  clover  honey." 

"Cluck,  cluck!"  said  the  hen. 
"Give  him  corn.    Give  him  corn. 
Corn  is  better  than  honey. 


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I  give  my  babies  corn.     They  like  corn. 
Can't  you  give  him  some  corn,  little  May? 
"No,  no!     That  will  never  do." 


Then  kitty  came  up. 

"Meow,  meow!"  said  kitty. 

She  rubbed  her  soft  fur  on  baby's  foot. 

"Give  him  a  fat  rat,  little  May. 

A  fat  rat  is  good  for  my  babies." 

"Oh  no;  no,  no!    That  will  never  do! 

You   do  not  know  what  he   needs,   kitty." 

"Coo,  coo,  coo,"  said  the  dove.     "Coo,  coo. 
Give  him  seeds,  give  him  seeds. 


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Let  him  eat  some  good  little  seeds. 
That  is  what  my  babies  like  to  eat. 
Coo,  coo,  coo!     Seeds  are  best  of  all." 
"No,  no!"  said  May  again,  "that  will 
never,  never  do." 

"Moo,  moo,  moo,"  called  the  cow. 
"Milk  is  good  for  my  baby. 
Give  him  milk.     Give  him  milk. 
All  babies  like  milk,  little  May." 

Just  then  baby  laughed,  and  mother 

came  to  get  her  little  boy. 
She  took  him  in  her  arms. 
"Has  my  baby  boy  had  a  long  nap? 
Little  sister,  bring  the  milk. 
Bring  the  warm  milk. 
The  good  cow  knows  best. 
The  milk  is  for  my  baby  boy." 


ow 

grow 

snow 

bow 

show 

llg 

5—1 

bug 

hug 

rug 

jug 

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THE    SKY 

above  dipper  moon 

Blow  out  the  candle,  little  sister. 
Now  come  to  the  window  with  me. 
See  the  new  moon.     How  big  it  looks. 
It  is  in  the  sky  just  above  the  hill. 
How  bright  the  moon  looks  to-night. 
I  see  the  moon  and  the  moon  sees  me, 


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Do  you  like  me,  pretty  moon? 

Do  you  like  a  good  little  boy? 

i 

Now  look  at  the  stars,  sister. 
How  many  stars  do  you  see? 
Can  you  find  the  Big  Dipper? 
Can  you  find  the  Little  Dipper? 
Can  you  find  the  Milky  Way? 
Look,  look!     What  is  that? 
That  is  a  falling  star,  little  sister. 

We  must  go  to  bed,  now. 

Good  night,   dear   moon,    good  night, 

Good  night,  pretty  stars. 

Good  night  to  all.     Good  night. 

(Memorize) 
Star   light,    star   bright, 

First  star  I've  seen  to-night. 
I   wish  I  may,   I  wish  I  might 

Have  the  wish  I  wish  to-night. 

sp       spoon        space        spill        spin 
ar  far  car         bar        star 


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A   PLYING   LESSON 
afraid          beautiful          right 

"No,  I  can  never  fly,"  said  the  baby  bird, 
"Let  me  stay  here.    I  like  my  warm  nest." 

"Oh  yes,  you  can  fly,"  said  the  mother. 
"All  birds  can  learn  to  fly. 
You  must  try.     You  must  learn  to  fly. 
Come  now,  little  dear.    Hop  up  oft  the  nest." 


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"No,  no,  mother.     I  can  not  fly. 

I  do  not  want  to  fly. 

I  am  afraid!     I  am  afraid!" 

"Come,  come.     You  must  try. 
See  my  pretty  wings. 
See  how  beautiful  they  are. 
See  how  I  can  fly." 

Then  the  mother  bird  flew  up 

into  the  tall  tree. 
Soon  she  flew  back  to  the  nest. 
"That  was  beautiful,"  she  said. 
"I  saw  the  big  trees. 
I  saw  the  green  hills. 
Oh,  how  I  like  to  fly! 
Come  now!     Fly  with  mother!" 

"No,  no!  I  am  afraid!"  said  the 
baby  bird.  "I  can  not  fly." 

"Do  not  be  afraid.  Be  a  big,  big 
bird.  Big  birds  can  fly. 


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Sit  up  on  the  nest.     That  is  right,  dear. 
Now  show  me  your  pretty  wings. 
Oh,  oh!     Try  again.     You  will  not  fall. 
Do  not  be  afraid.     You  will  fly  this  time. 
That  is  better,  little  bird.     Now  come  with 

mother. 
Away  we  go.    Away~we  go.    Away  we  go." 

Then  the  mother  <  bird  flew  to  the  ground. 
The  baby  bird  flew  to  the  ground,  too. 
" Isn't  this  beautiful?"  said  the  mother. 
And  the  baby  bird  said:     "I  like  that. 
I  like  to  fly.     Oh,  how  I  like  to  fly." 

(Memorize) 

If   a   task   is   once   begun, 

Never   leave    it    till    it's    done; 

Be   the  labor   great   or  small 
Do    it   well    or   not    at    all. 

ew          newT         blew          stew          flew 
ail          pail  tail  fail  bail 


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THE    BRAVE    DOG 


mouth 


another 


song 

A  little  girl  sat  on  a  high  wall. 
The  wall  was  near  the  deep  water. 
The  little  girl  was*  happy. 
She  was  as  happy  as  a  bird. 
She  had  her  little  doll  in  her  arms, 
She  was  singing  a  pretty  song. 
She  sang  a  song  to  her  little  doll. 


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Just    then    she    slipped    and    fell    into    the 

deep  water. 

"Help!  Help!  Help!  Help!"  she  cried. 
A  big  brave  dog  saw  the  little  girl  fall. 
He  was  not  afraid.     He  ran  to  help. 
He  jumped  into  the  deep  water.     He  came 

up  with  the  little  girl  in  his  mouth. 
He  took  her  out  of  the  water.    Brave  dog! 
The  men  patted  the  big  dog. 
They  said,  "Brave  dog,  to  save  the  little  girl." 


73 

Just  then  the  dog  jumped 

into  the  water  again. 
"Look,  look!"  said  the  men. 
"What  do  you  think  he  wants? 
He  is  in  the  deep  water." 
Did  another  little  girl  slip? 
What  is  in  the  water? 
Here  he  comes  up. 
What  is  in  his  mouth? 
Is  it  another  little  girl? 
No,  no!     It  is  not. 
Is  it  the  little  girl's  hat? 
No,  no!     It  is  not  that. 
What  can  it  be  then? 
Do  you  not  see? 
It  is  the  little  girl's  doll. 
Yes,  yes!  he  has  saved  that,  too. 
Brave  dog!     Brave  dog! 

ump      jump      lump     dump     stump 
ave        save        cave       wave      brave 


74 
THE    OWL 

any  thing  beauty 

This  is   an  owl.     See  his  big  round   eyes. 
Do  not  be  afraid  of  him. 
The  owl  can  not  see  you  in  the   daytime. 
See   his    feet.     He    can    catch   rabbits   and 
birds  with  them. 


He  takes  birds  to  his  nest  with  his  feet. 
You  can  not  see  his  ears,  but  he  has  them. 
Are  they  like  the  ears  of  mother  mouse? 
This  owl  lives  in  a  tree,  but  some  owls  do 
not.  Some  owls  live  in  the  ground. 


75 

One  day  Will  and  Tom  went  to  the  woods. 
"What  is  that  I  hear?"  asked  Will.    "It  is 

in  this  tree.     But  I  can't  see  it." 
"Some  one  is  calling,"  said  Tom.     "Listen. 
There,  he  is  calling  again." 
"Who,  who,  who!     Who,  who,  who!     Who, 

who,  who!" 

"What  can  it  be?     What  does  he  want?" 
"We  must  find  out  what  it  is,"  said  Tom. 

Tom  was  a  brave  boy  and  was  not  afraid 

of  anything. 
"Who   are   you   and  what   do   you  want?" 

he  called.     "Tell  us  what  you  want.". 
"Who,    who,    who!"    came    from    the    tree 

again. 

Then  Will  began  to  laugh. 
"Oh,  look,"  said  he.     "See  that  big  fellow 

up  there. 
Isn't  he  a  beauty?     Yes,  and  look  at  the 

little  owls  near  him." 
High  up  in  the  tree  sat  a  big  brown  owl. 


76 


Near  the  old  owl  sat  four  little  owls. 
"Let  us  take  them  home,"  said  Will. 
"No,  we  must  not  take  them  home. 
They  are  happy  in  the  tree." 
And  the  old  owl  said,   "Who,  who,  who!" 
Tom   laughed   and   said,    "I   think   so   too, 
too,  too!     I  think  so  too!" 


em 
fl 


them 
float 


hem 
flat 


gem 
flop 


stem 
fling 


77 
THANKSGIVING  DAY 

Thanksgiving       hard         send        work 
Mrs.  Brown        pair      kissed       every 

It  was  Thanksgiving  day. 

Mother  said,  "Come  children.    What  would 

you  like  to  do  this  Thanksgiving  day?" 
"I  know,  I  know!"  said  Tom. 
"Let  us  take  a  big  box.  Let  us  fill  the 

box  with  good  things. 
Then  let  us  take  it  to  good  Mrs.  Brown." 

"Yes,"  said  mother.  "Mrs.  Brown  works  hard 

all  day. 

She  has  two  little  children  to  care  for." 
"May  we  put  in  a  few  toys  for  her  two 

little  children?"  asked  Grace. 
"I  think  they  would  like  a  good  game. 
May  we  put  in  the  Fishing  Game  ?  All 

children  like  that  game." 
"Yes,"  said  mother.    "They  will  like  that." 


78 

"May  we  send  them  some  of  the  big  red 
apples,  mother?7'  asked  Tom. 

"I  know  they  will  like  the  good  apples. 

All  the   boys  and   girls   at   school  like   our 
big  red  apples." 

The  children  brought  the  box.    They  soon 

began  to  fill  it.   Baby  helped,  too. 
They  put  in  a  warm  dress  for  Mrs.  Brown. 


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They  put  in  a  good  coat  for  her  little  girl. 
They  put  in  a  coat  and  a  pair  of  shoes  for 

her  little  boy. 

They  put  in  many  other  nice  things,  too. 
Can  you  think  what  other  nice  things  they 

put  in  the  box? 
When  everything  was  in  the  box,  they 

sent  it  to  Mrs.  Brown. 
Mrs.  Brown  and  her  two  little  children 

were  as  happy  as  happy  could  be. 
They  had  some  of  the  apples«  for  dinner. 

When  Grace  kissed  her  mother  goodnight,  she 

said,  "This  has  been  such  a  happy  day." 
Mother  said,  "We  made  Mrs.  Brown's 

children  happy  and  that  made  us 

happy,  too." 
"I  think  Thanksgiving  day  is  the  best  day 

of  all  the  year,"  said  Grace. 

sin        small         smell        smile      smack 
aiik         tank         bank       crank       thank 


80 
GUESSING  GAMES 

climbs  builds  children 

It  shines  and  shines 
In  the  sky  so  blue, 
And  wakes  the  birds 
And  the  children,  too. 
Gness  it. 

When  the  sky  is  clear, 
On  a  cold,  cold  night, 
It  climbs  the  hills 
And  gives  us  light. 
Guess  it. 

It  floats  in %  the  sky, 
And  brings  the  rain 
To  the  pretty  flowers 
And  the  growing  grain. 
Guess  it. 

ain        rain      grain       pain      plain 
ine       wine        dine      shine       mine 


81 


It  builds  a  nest 
In  the  leafy  tree, 
And  sings  a  song 
To  you  and  me. 
Guess  it. 


(Memorise) 

What   does  little  birdie   say, 
In  her  nest  at  peep  of  day? 
"Let  me  fly,"  says  little  birdie. 
"Mother,  let  me  fly  away." 

Birdie,  rest  a  little  longer, 
Till  the  little  wings  are  stronger 
So  she  rests  a  little  longer. 
Then   she  flys   away. 

What  does  little  baby  say, 
In  her  bed  at  peep  of  day? 
Baby  says,  like  little  birdie, 
"Let  me  rise  and  fly  away." 

Baby,  sleep  a  little  longer, 
Till  the  little  limbs  are  stronger. 
If  she  sleeps  a  little  longer, 
Baby,  too,  shall  fly  away. 

— Tennyson 

6—1 


82 
MORE  GUESSING  GAMES 

plant       fire       ladder       done       plow 


Who  lives  in  a  mine 
Prom  sun  to  sun 
To  keep  us  warm 
When  our  work  is  done? 
Canyon  tell? 

Who  plows  the  land 
And  sows  the  wheat 
And  plants  the  corn 
That  we  may  eat  ? 
Can  you  tell? 


83 

Who  rocks  and  rides  - 
On  the  waves  that  dip 
To  bring  us  food 
On  the  big,  big  ship? 
Can  you  tell0? 

Who  comes  with  the  ladder 
And  big  cart,  too, 
To  put  out  the  fire 
For  me  and  for  you6? 
Can  you  tell? 


pr         pray        prow        prop       prank 
ow         plow          how          now          row 


winter 


84 
WINTER 

soft       sometimes 


great 


Do  you  like   the   winter?     Yes   I   like   the 

good  old  winter. 
Just  think  of  the  things  I  can  do  then. 


When   the   snow   comes   I   can  make   snow 

balls.     That  is  great  fun. 
I   like   to   hit   the   boys   with   the   big   soft 

snow  balls.     They  like  to  hit  me,  too. 


85 

Winter  time  is  a  good  time  for  skating. 
I  have  a  pair  of  skates.    I  like  to  skate  on 

the  ice.     John  and  Alice  do,  too. 
Sometimes  we  have  a  skating  party.     We 

skim  over  the  ice  like  birds. 
I  like  the  cold  wind.     I  like  to  feel  it. 
It  makes  my  cheeks  red  and  my  hands  cold. 
But  I  am  not  afraid  of  the  cold.    I  like  it. 

What  do  I  do  on  winter  nights? 

On  winter  nights  I  sit  by  the  fire  and  read 
my  pretty  story  books. 

Sometimes  father  reads  to  mother  and  me; 

Sometimes  we  crack  nuts,  and  sometimes 
we  pop  corn. 

Sometimes  we  bake  apples  in  the  big  fire- 
place. We  all  like  that. 

Oh,  yes!     I  like  the  good  old  winter  time. 

sk        skate          skip         skim          skill 
ire  fire         mire         wire  tire 


86 
,       THE  LAZY  BOY 

without         twenty         lazy 
answered  only 


hoe 


'I  do  not  like  to  work,"  said  a  little  boy. 
"I  like  to  play  all  day. 
I  do  not  like  to  dig  the  ground.     I  do  not 

like  to  weed  the  garden." 
"Ho,  ho,  ho!"  laughed  the  big  round  sun. 
"So  you  do  not  like  to  work.     Well,  well! 


87 

How  funny  that  is.     How  funny  that  is. 
Here  is  a  pretty  bee  going  by,  little  boy. 
Ask  the  bee.  if  it  likes  to  work." 

"Do  you  like   to  work,   little  bee?"   asked 

the  boy. 

"Buzz,  buzz!"  sang  the  bee.     "Buzz,  buzz! 
Do  I  like  to  work?     Why  do  I  get  up  in 

the  morning? 

Why  do  I  fly  away  before  you  are  up? 
What  would  the  baby  bees  have  to  eat  if 

I  did  not  work? 
Do  you  like  honey,  little  boy? 
What  would  the  pretty  flowers  do  without 

me?     Can  you  tell  me  that? 
I  will  not  talk  to  a  lazy  boy.     I  have  work 

to  do.    I  must  get  honey  for  the  babies." 
And  the  bee  flew  away. 

Then  the  sun  said:    "The  bee  likes  to  work, 

little  boy. 
But  ask  that  pretty  bird  in  that  big  tree." 


"Oh!"   said  the  boy.     "A  little  bird  does 

not  have  any  work  to  do. 
I  know  a  little  bird  does  not  like  to  work." 
"Tweet,    tweet,"    sang   the    bird    from   the 

tree.     "Tweet,  tweet,  tweet! 
Do  I  like  to  work?    Did  you  see  that  bug? 
I  worked  all  morning  to  catch  him  for  my 

babies.    Did  you  see  my  babies  eat  him? 
Do  not  ask  me  if  I  like  to  work. 
I  will  not  talk  to  a  lazy  boy  any  more. 


89 

I  have  work  to  do.     Tweet,  tweet,  tweet!" 
And  the  little  bird  flew  away,  singing. 

Then  the  sun  said,  "The  bird  likes  to  work, 

little  boy.     How  it  likes  to  work! 
But  ask  that  old  horse  standing  under  that 

tree.     He  will  tell  you." 
The    boy    answered,    "That    horse    has   not 

worked  for  a  long  time. 
I  know  he  does  not  like  to  work." 
"Did  you  say  that  I  did  not  like  to  work?" 

asked  the  horse. 

"My  dear  boy,  I  have  worked  all  my  life. 
Do  you  see  that  field? 

I  have  plowed  that  field  for  twenty  years. 
I  have  helped  to  make  that  big  house. 
I  have  helped  to  make  that  big  barn. 
Now  I  am  old  and  can  rest  under  this  tree. 
Do  not  ask  me  if  I  like  to  work. 

dw         dwell         dwelling         dweller 


90 


I  will  not  talk  to  a  lazy  boy  any  more. 
And  the  horse  walked  away. 


"What  do  you  think  of  that?"  asked  the 

sun.     "The  horse  likes  to  work." 
The  boy  answered,  "I  have  no  time  to  talk 

to  you  now. 
I  must  get  my  hoe  and  my  rake  and  weed 

this  garden.    Good-by." 
The  big  round  sun  only  said  "Good-by," 

but  his  face  was  very  bright. 
Soon  he  saw  a  happy  little  boy 

working  in  the  garden. 


91 


A  MARCHING  LESSON 
march         ready         lead         soldiers 

I  am  a  soldier  brave. 
These  are  my  men. 
Three,  six,  nine  in  line. 
And  the  drummer  boy  is  ten. 
How  many  rows  do  I  have? 
Can  you  tell  me? 
Yes,  I  can  tell  you. 
You  have  three  rows. 
Three  boys  are  in  each  row. 


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Three,  six,  nine  in  line. 

And  the  drummer  boy  is  ten. 

The  soldier  boys  can  keep  step. 
Left,  left.     Left,  right,  left! 
This  is  the  way  we  march. 
Tramp!    Tramp!    Here  we  go. 
Tramp!    Tramp!    In  a  row. 
Tramp!    Tramp!    Keep  in  line. 
Tramp!    Tramp!    Soldiers  nine. 
Halt! 

Who  will  lead  the  line  now? 
Who  will  be  the  drummer  boy? 
Ready !    March ! 
Tramp!    Tramp!   Here  we  go! 
Tramp!    Tramp!    In  a  row! 
Tramp!    Tramp!    Keep  in  line. 
Tramp!    Tramp!    Soldiers  nine. 

drummer     summer     winner      dinner 
tramp       champ       stamp        lamp 


93 


A  DAY  IN  THE  CITY 

city          bears          swan          monkeys 

Once  upon  a  time,  Father  Bear  said, 
""Come,  my  dears.     Let  us  go  to  the  city." 
"Very  well,"  said  the  Mother  Bear. 
"Very  well,"  peeped  the  Baby  Bear. 
Soon   the    three    bears   walked   out    of   the 
woods  on  their  way  to  the  big  city. 

Baby  Bear  was  very  happy. 
He   had   on   his   big   coat 
and   his   little   red   hat. 
He  picked  the  flowers. 
He  ran  and  danced 
on  the  way. 


94 

By  and  by  they  came  to  the  great  city. 

They  walked  up  the  street. 

"See  all  the  pretty  things  in  this  window," 

said  the  Mother  Bear. 

"And  see  the  toys,"  said  the  Baby  Bear. 
"Father,  will  you  buy  a  horn  for  me?" 


95 

Then  the  bears  walked  on.    Soon  they  came 

to  the  city  park. 
It  was  beautiful  in  the  park.     They  could 

hear  the  band  playing. 
They  could  see  the  soldiers  marching. 
They  took  a  ride  on  the  Merry  Go  Round. 
Then  they  went  to  feed  the  monkeys  in  the 

big  cage. 
After  lunch  Mother  Bear  took  a  ride   on 

the  beautiful  lake. 

She  sat  on  the  back  of  a  big  white  swan. 
Baby  Bear  went  down  the  slide. 

When  the  day  was  over  the  bears  walked 

home. 
"We    have    had   a    good   time    in    the    city 

today,"  they  said.    "Some  time  we  will 

go  to  the  city  again." 

cage          park         lunch  hide 

rage  lark        bunch  slide 


96 
MAKING  BUTTER 

cream  salt  cliurn 

The  good  cow  gives  milk.    Mother  puts 

the  milk  in  little  pans. 
When  the  milk  cools,  the  cream  comes 

to  the  top. 

Why  does  the  cream  come  to  the  top? 
Because  cream  is  lighter  than  milk. 
Mother  skims  off  the  cream.    Then  she 

puts  it  in  the  churn. 
She  churns  and  churns  the  cream. 
Soon  we  can  see  the  lumps  of  butter 

in  the  milk. 

Then  mother  takes  the  butter  out. 
She  works  it  into  little  balls. 
She  does  not  forget  to  salt  it. 
She  puts  it  on  a  pretty  dish. 
She   says,   "We   must   thank   the   good 

cow  for  this  butter." 

ut          but          hut          nut  rut 


97 


THE    CITY   BOY 

country  James  sea  calf 

James  was  a  little  city  boy.     He  had  been 

ill  a  long  time. 

At  last  he  went  to  the  country  to  get  well. 
James  could  not  go  out  to  play.     He  lay 

all  day  in  a  big  chair  by  the  window. 


7—1 


98 
street  roads  pony  much 

He  could  look  out  upon  the  green  fields. 
He  could  see  the  blue  sky.     He  could  see 

the  pretty  water  in  the  brook. 
In  a  tree  by  the  window  a  bird  had  a  nest. 
The    bees    and    butterflies    came    near    the 

window.     Squirrels  played  in  the  trees. 

One  morning  a  country  boy  and  girl  came 
to  see  James.    Little  Fat  Pig  came,  too. 


99 

James  said,  "I  know  you  can  tell  me  many 
things  about  the  country,  John. 

Where  does  the  water  go,  the  pretty  blue 
water  that  I  see  from  this  window  1" 

"That  water  goes  to  the  sea.  It  comes 
from  the  snow  on  the  hills." 

"This  morning  I  saw  a  little  baby  cow* 
The   baby   cow   did   not   have   horns.     Can 

you  tell  me  why,  John?" 
"What  you  saw  was  a  calf.     A  calf  does 

not  have  horns. 
When  it  grows  older  it  will  have  horns." 


' From  my  window  I  see  two  baby  sheep." 
"We  do  not  call  them  sheep,"  said  the  little 

country  boy.     "They  are  lambs." 
"I  am  glad  to  learn  that,"  said  James.    "I 
never  saw  a  lamb  before." 

"I  see  you  do  not  know  much  about  the 
country,"  said  John.  "I  will  tell  you 
all  I  can  about  it. 

I  think  you  will  like  the  country,  James." 


100 

stronger        slowly        needles 
lion          rode 


». 


» . 


Can  you  tell  me,  John,  why  the  grass  is 

put  in  a  pile  when  it  is  cut?" 
When  grass  is  cut  we  call  it  hay.     That 

is  a  hay  stack  in  the  field." 
"Is  it?     I  am  glad  to  know  that,  too." 

"When  you  are  better,  I  will  take  you  for 

a  ride,"  said  John. 
"Oh,  thank  you.     I  can  walk  to  the  street 

soon.  It  will  be  fun  to  take  a  ride." 
"We  do  not  call  it  a  street  in  the  country. 
We  call  it  a  road.  Our  country  roads  are 

beautiful.  I  think  you  will  like  them." 
"We  call  them  streets  in  the  City." 

Day  by  day  little  James  grew  stronger. 
One  morning  John  rode  up  on  his  pony. 
He  stopped  under  the  window  just  as  James 
came  over  to  see  who  was  going  by. 


101 


"Can  you  come  for  a  ride  today,  James  f 
"Yes,  I  can  go.     But  I  must  not  go  far." 
The  boys  went  slowly  down  the  road. 
The  birds  were   singing,   and  the   squirrels 

and  rabbits  were  playing. 
"This  is  my  first  ride,"  said  James.     "Oh 

I  think  the  country  is  so  beautiful." 


102 

"How  can  you  tell  the  names  of  the  trees?" 
"I  can  tell  by  the  leaves,"  said  John. 
"Oh,   see   that  big  tall  tree   with  the   long 

needles.     What  tree  is  that?" 
"That   is   the   beautiful   pine   tree.     I   like 

the  pine  tree  best,"  said  John. 

"You  are  so  kind  to  me,"  said  James.    "You 

have  made  me   happy  in  the   country. 
When  I  am  well  you  must  come  to  the  city. 
I  will  show  you  many  things. 
I  like  the  country,  and  I  want  you  to  like 

the  city. 
I    will    take    you    to    the    park.    You    can 

feed  the  monkeys  there. 
You  will  see  the  big  lion  in  his  cage. 
And   then   I   will   take   you   to   a   big   ball 

game.     I  know  you  will  like  that." 

pile         while  mile  stile 

reach          teach         peach          beach 


103 


THE  INDIAN 

wigwam  hole  grinds 

This   is   an   Indian's   home.     He    calls   his 

home  a  wigwam. 

The   Indian  knows  how,  to  plant  corn. 
He  puts  little  fish  in  a.  deep  hole. 
Then  he  puts  in  the  corn.    The  corn  grows 

and  grows  and  grows. 

You  can  see  how  the  Indian  mother  grinds 

the  corn.    She  grinds  and  grinds. 
Then  she  makes  it  into  bread. 
Do  you  like  corn  bread? 

spring        spray 
dance      prance 


104 


turned         tulip 
daffodils 


OUR  GARDEN 

beets         thought 
summer 


One  day  the  teacher  asked  us  if  we  would 

like  to  make  a  garden  at  school. 
We  all  thought  that  would  be  great  fun. 


Will  brought  his  rake. 

John  brought  his  spade. 

Nell  brought  her  watering  pot. 

How  we  worked  in  that  garden. 


105 

We  dug  up  the  ground.  We  turned  it  over 
and  over,  and  we  raked  and  raked. 

At  last  the  ground  was  ready  for  the  seeds. 

"I  want  daffodils  in  my  garden,"  said  Nell. 

"I  want  tulips  in  my  garden,"  said  Mary. 

"Let  the  girls  have  the  flowers  if  they  want 
them,"  said  the  boys. 

"We  will  plant  corn  and  beets  in  our  garden. 
Corn  and  beets  are  good  to  eat." 

When  spring  came,  the  girls  had  beautiful 

flowers  in  their  garden. 
Some  flowers  were  yellow  and  some  were 

red  and  some  were  white. 

The  girls  picked  the  pretty  flowers.  They 
put  them  in  little  red  baskets. 

Then  they  took  them  home. 

Mother  said:  "How  beautiful  these  flowers 
are.  We  will  give  some  to  grandma. 

We  will  put  some  of  them  on  the  table." 

bare        fare        care       stare 


106 


When  summer  came  the  boys  said:     "Just 

see  these  big  ears  of  corn. 
And  see  these  beets.    How  good  they  look." 
The  boys  put  the  corn  and  beets  in  a  big 

basket.     Then  they  took  them  home. 

Father  said:  "These  ears  of  corn  are  good 
to  eat.  And  so  are  these  beets. 

We  will  have  some  of  them  on  the  table  for 
dinner.  I  am  glad  you  made  a  garden. 

My  boys  are  very  good  farmers." 

night        right         fight         sight 
bl        black        bleat       blank 


107 
THE   WAX   CANDLE 

• 

golden        world        lifted        tallow 
across  lonely 

Once  upon  a  time  a  beautiful  wax  candle 
lived  in  a  big  house  on  a  big  hill. 

It  sat  in  a  golden  candlestick  on  a  beauti- 
ful table  and  it  thought  itself  the  most 
beautiful  candle  in  the  world. 

But  it  must  have  been  very  lonely,  for 
it  lived  in  "this  -big  room  all  by  itself. 

One  night  when  it  was  burning  brightly 
and  thinking  how  beautiful  it  was,  it  saw 
another  candle  shining  in  a  little  brown 
house  across  the  street. 

There  was  a  window  in  the  little  house. 

As  it  was  open  the  beautiful  wax  candle 
lifted  its  head  a  bit  and  peeped  in. 

"Dear  me,"  it  said.  "What  a  bare  room. 
No  rugs  on  the  floor,  no  pictures  on  the 
walls  and  no  golden  candlestick  at  all. 


sputtering  bowl  happier 

"I'm  glad  I  don't  live  there.  If  I  were 
that  tallow  candle,  I  would  not  shine  in 
such  a  placel  I  would  go  out." 

Now  the  tallow  candle  did  not  see  the 
wax  candle  looking  at  itl  Soon  it  began  to 
dance  and  to  shine  brighter  than  ever, 

"Here  they  come!  Here  they  come,K'  it 
said,  sputtering  with  joy. 

Just  then  the  door  openedl  A  little  boy 
and  a  little  girl  came  in,  each  with  a  bowl 
of  bread  and  milk/  They  came  up  to  the 
tallow  candle  and  smiled]  Its  bright  light 
fell  upon  their  happy  facesj 

Then  the  mother  came  and  put  her  arms 
around  her  little  girl  and  her  little  boyj 

ou  our  sour  flour 

ax  wax  tax  flax 

himself  herself  itself 


109 

"How  bright  our  room  is  to-night,"  she 
saicU  "And  how  happy  we  are  here!" 

And  the  wax  candle  in  its  golden  candle- 
stick said;!  "Dear  me,  I  have  never  seen  so 
beautiful  and  so  bright  a  light;  The  tallow 
candle  is  happier  than  I  am  after  all/" 


110 


(Dramatize) 

Dear  little  blossoms, 
Down  under  the  snow, 

You  must  be  weary 
Of  winter,  I  know. 

Hark!  while  I  sing  you 
A  message   of   cheer, 

Summer  is   coming 
And   springtime    is   here. 

Little   white   snow-drop, 
I  pray  you,  arise. 

Bright  yellow  crocus, 
Come  open  your  eyes. 

Sweet  little  violet 
Hid  from  the  cold. 

Put  on  your  mantle 
Of  purple  and  gold. 

Daffodils,    daffodils, 
Say,   do  you  hear? 

Summer   is   coming 

And  springtime  is  here. 
—Emily  H.  Miller 


(Memorize) 

Oh,   dandelion  yellow  as  gold, 
What    do    you    do    all    day? 

I  just  wait  here  in  the  tall 

green   grass, 
Till  the  children  come  to  play. 

Oh,  dandelion  yellow  as  gold, 
What  do  you  do  all  night? 

I    wait    and    wait    till    the    cool 

dews   fall 
And    my    hair    growrs    long    and 

white. 

And  what   do   you   do   when 

your  hair  is  white 
And  the  children  come  to  play? 

They  take  me  up  in  their 

dimpled  hands 
And  blow  my  hair  away. 


*  112 

THE  POT  OF  GOLD 

» 

>»    f  4 

A  farmer  was  about  to  /lie. 

•     *  * 
He  knew  that  his  boys  were  lazy,  so  he 

called  to  them  and  said:  'xBoys,  there  is 
on  this  farm  a  pot  of  gold.  Dig  for  it 
and  find  it.-"* 

When  the  farmer  was  dead,  the  > lazy  boys 
went  to  work.  They  dug  and  they  dug. 

Day  by  da^ttey  looked  for  the  pot  of 
gold.  But  they  could  not  find  it. 

•  Still  they  dug  and  they  dug,  until  they 
had  dug  up  the  ground  all  over  the  farmT 

TJien .  they  said?    "We  can  not  find  the 
^pot  of  gold.     But  now  that  the  ground  is 
dug,  we  will  plant  corn." 

When   tne    summer   was    over,    the    boys 

-\^ 

took  the  c<?  TL  to  the  mill. 

The  milleijf  said:  "I  have  never  seen 
such  corn  before.  Here  is  your  gold.  I 
have  kept  it  "an  this  pot  for  many  a  yeart" 


115 

"Please  give  the  sticks  to  me,"  said  the 
•father.  He  took  the  sticks,  one  by  one, 
xrom  the  bunch,  and  one  by  one  he  began  to 
oreak  them. 

"Oh!"  said  the  sons,  "we  could  do  it  in 
that  way,  too." 

"You  are  right,  my  boys.  If  the  sticks 
are  bound  together,  no  one  can  break  them. 

"Keep  together  and  be  happy.  Work 
together  and  be  strong.  Look  at  these  poor 
sticks.  You  may  learn  much  from  them." 


116 


THE    THREE    PIGS 

Once  upon  a  time  three  pigs  went  for  a 
walk.  They  walked  and  they  walked. 

By  and  by  they  sat  down  to  rest. 

Then  Big  Pig  said  with  a  grunt,  grunt, 
grunt,  "I  want  to  make  a  house." 

And  Middle  Pig  said  with  a  grunt,  grunt, 
grunt,  "I  want  to  make  a  house." 

And  Little  Pig  said  with  a  wee  little 
grunt,  "I  want  to  make  a  house." 


117 

Then  all  the  pigs  said,  " Let's  get  to 
work."  And  away  they  went. 

Big  Pig  made  his  house  of  hay.  When 
it  was  done  he  sat  down  to  rest.  Soon  a 
wolf  came  along. 

"Ah !  Here  is  a  little  house  in  the  woods," 
he  said.  "I'll  walk  up  to  the  door  and 
see  for  myself." 

First  he  gave  a  wee  little  tap.  Tap,  tap, 
tap.  But  Big  Pig,  inside,  sat  still. 

Then  he  gave  a  big,  big  tap.  Tap,  tap, 
tap!  But  Big  Pig,  inside,  sat  still. 

Then  he  called,  "Big  Pig,  Big  Pig,  you 
let  me  in." 

"No,"  said  Big  Pig,  "I'll  not," 

"Then  I'll  huff  and  I'll  puff  and  I'll 
blow  your  house  in.  Gr — r." 

So  he  huffed  and  he  puffed  and  he  blew 
the  house  in. 

And  that  was  the  end  of  poor  Big  Pig. 


118 

Now  Middle  Pig  made  his  house  of  wood. 

And  when  it  was  done  he  sat  down  to 
rest  by  the  window. 

Soon  the  big,  bad  wolf  came  along. 

"Ah,"  he  said.  "Here  is  a  little  house 
of  wood.  I'll  walk  up  to  the  door  and  see 
for  myself." 

First  he  gave  a  wee  little  tap.  Tap,  tap, 
tap.  But  Middle  Pig,  inside,  sat  still. 

Then  he  gave  a  big,  big  tap.  Tap,  tap, 
tap!  But  Middle  Pig,  inside,  sat  still. 


119 

Then  he  called, "  Middle  Pig,  Middle  Pig, 
you  let  me  in." 

"No!"  said  Middle  Pig,  "I'll  not," 

And  he  kept  on  rocking  by  the  window. 

"Gr— r!   Gr—r!"  said  the  wolf. 

"I'll  huff  and  I'll  puff  and  I'll  blow 
your  house  in." 

So  he  huffed  and  he  puffed  and  he  blew 
the  house  in. 

And  that  was  the  end  of  poor  Middle  Pig. 

Now  Little  Pig  made  his  house  of  brick. 

When  it  was  done  he  sat  down  to  rest. 

Soon  the  big,  bad  wolf  came  along. 

"Ah!"  he  said.  "Here  is  a  little  house 
of  brick.  I'll  walk  up  to  the  door  and  see 
for  myself." 

First  he  gave  a  wee  little  tap.  Tap,  tap, 
tap.  Then  he  called,  "Little  Pig,  Little 
Pig,  let  me  in." 

"No,"  said  the  little  pig,  "I'll  not." 


120 

"Then  I'll  huff  and  I'll  puff  and  I'll 
blow  your  house  in.  Gr — r!  I'll  eat  you 
up.  You'll  see,  Little  Pig.  You'll  see." 

"Go  away,"  called  Little  Pig.     "I  know 

what  you  have  come  for.     Go  away!" 
"I'll  eat  you  up.    Gr — r!"  said  the  wolf. 

Then  he  huffed  and  he  puffed.  He 
huffed  and  he  puffed,  but  he  could  not 
blow  the  brick  house  in. 

He  must  think  of  some  other  way  to  get 
that  little  pig. 

The  next  day  he  came  again.  "Oh, 
Little  Pig!  I  know  where  there  are  some 
nice  red  apples.  Would  you  like  some?" 

"Yes!"  said  Little  Pig.  "I  like  red 
apples.  Where  are  they?" 

"In  Mr.  Smith's  field.  Be  ready  in  the 
morning  at  six  o'clock  and  I  will  show  you 
where  they  are." 

"Oh,  yes!"  laughed  Little  Pig.  I'll  be 
ready." 


121 


The  next  day  the  big,  bad  wolf  came  at 
six  o'clock  to  get  Little  Pig. 

"Are  you  ready,  Little  Pig?  Are  you 
ready?" 

"Oh,  yes!"  said  Little  Pig.  "I  was  ready 
long  ago.  I  went  at  five  o'clock.  I  could 
not  wait  for  you." 

Then  the  wolf  said,  "I'll  eat  you  up  for 
that.  You'll  see.  I'll  get  you  this  time. 
I'll  go  up  on  the  top  of  the  house  and 
come  through  the  fireplace.  You'll  see, 
Little  Pig.  You'll  see." 


122 


With  that,  he  jumped  up  on  the  top  of 
the  house  and  came,  chug,  chug,  right  down 
into  the  fireplace,  just  as  he  had  said. 

But  Little  Pig  had  a  great  pot  of  hot 
water  setting  on  the  fire.  And  the  wolf 
fell  right  into  it,  sp — lash ! 

So  that  was  the  end  of  the  big,  bad  wolf. 

But  Little  Pig  lived  happy  ever  after  in 
his  own  brick  house  in  the  woods. 


(Memorise) 
Robins  in  the  tree-top, 

Blossoms  in  the  grass, 
Green  things  a-growing 

Everywhere  you  pass ; 

Sudden  little  breezes, 
Showers  of  silver  dew, 

Black  bough  and  bent  twig 
Budding  out  anew ; 

Pine  tree  and  willow-tree, 
Fringed  elm  and  larch, — 

Don't  you  think  May- time's 
Pleasanter  than  March  ? 
— Aldricli 


123 
THE    BIRTHDAY   VINE 

On  the  day  John  was  three  years  old, 
his  father  said,  "Come  here,  my  little  man. 
I  have  something  to  show  you." 

There  under  the  window  was  a  little 
rose  vine  in  a  brown  pot. 

Father  said,  "We  will  dig  a  hole  under 
your  window  and  plant  the  vine  in  it." 

How  happy  John  was.    Every  day  he  came 
to  give  the  little  vine  a  drink  and  to 
watch  it  grow.     How  fast  it  grew. 

When  John  was  four  years  old,  the  birth- 
day vine  could  just  peep  in  at  his  window. 

When  he  was  five,  the  brave  little  vine 
had  reached  the  top  of  his  window. 

A  red  rose  smiled  in  the  sunshine  and 
said,  "Good  morning.  It  is  time  to  get  up." 

When  John  was  seven  years  old,  his 
father  and  mother  came  with  him  to  look 
at  the  rose  plant  he  loved  so  well. 


124 


"How  beautiful  it  is," 
said  mother.    "It  grows  much 
faster  than  our  boy.     Do 
you  not   see?     It  has   reached 
the  top  of  the  house.    The 
wall  is  a  bank  of  green 
leaves  and  red  roses." 

"And  just  think,"  said 
John.     "My  birthday  vine  is 
only  four  and  I  am  seven." 


125 
THE   LAST    LESSON 

We  have  read  all  the  stories  in  our 
First  Reader.     We  like  these  stories  and 
we  have  learned  to  read  them  well. 

John  likes  the  story  of  The  Three  Pigs 
and  the  story  of  Buff's  Nest. 

Alice  and  May  like  the  flying  lesson. 
May  sits  in  the  nest  and  plays  she  is 
the  baby  bird.     Then  Alice  plays  she  is 
the  mother  bird  and  teaches  May  to  fly. 

Nell  likes   the   story   of  the   Hay-Ride 
and  the  story  about  the  butterfly  party. 
She  is  going  to  have  a  party  in  vacation. 

Tom  and  Will  like   the   story  about  the 
owls  and  the  story  about  winter.    They  like 
to  skate  on  the  ice,  and  they  like  to  go 
into  the  woods  and  fish. 

We  have  had  a  happy  time  in  school,  but 
vacation  is  here  and  we  must  say  good-by. 

Good-by,  dear  playmates,  one  and  all. 

Good-by,   dear  teacher,   good-by,   good-by. 


Vocabulary  for  First  Reader 


8 

25 

39 

59 

82 

vacation 

listen 

butter 

ground 

ladder 

fairies 

wind 

bread 

warm 

plant 

danced 

clouds 

lunch 

heads 

fire 

again 

rain 

long 

done 

around 

41 

after 

plow 

26 

watch 

fast 

10 

something 

never 

84 

tricks 

window 

yet 

62 

sometimes 

rooster 

better 

winter 

fence 

28 

clover 

soft 

first 

before 

43 

bone 

great 

shoe 

began 

saucers 

arms 

field 

because 

foot 

86 

12 

plates 

fur 

answered 

cuckoo 

30 

forks 

without 

swing 

Dick 

cups 

66 

twenty 

very 

cart 

dipper 

lazy 

just 

draw 

46 

moon 

only 

ago 

flies 

above 

hoe 

32 

14 

bubbles 

48 

68 

91 

pocket 

break 

brought 

beautiful 

soldiers 

guess 
knife 

Alice 
soap 

teapot 
chairs 

afraid 
right 

march 
ready 

home 

pipe 

once 

lead 

71 

16 

34 

50 

another 

93 

mouse 

butterflies 

corn-field 

mouth 

monkeys 

mice 

blossoms 

asked 

song 

boars 

barn 

party 

Buff 

swan 

son 

74 

city 

18 

35 

beauty 

green 

clapped 

54 

thing 

96 

grape 

lasted 

waiting 

any 

cream 

leaf 

gobble 

salt 

36 

turkey 

77 

churn 

20 

basket 

goose 

Thanksgiving 

drives 

woman 

stood 

Mrs.  Brown 

97 

leaves 

market 

kissed 

country 

high 

laid 

56 

every 

James 

whoa 

off 

middle 

hard 

calf 

laughed 

pair 

sea 

22 

38 

feast 

work 

puppies 

stockings 

shall 

send 

98 

seat 

picnic 

poor 

street 

their 

pie 

80 

roads 

grass 

children 

pony 

were 

builds 

much 

climbs 

I! 

100  103  104  107  108 

stronger  wigwam  daffodils  golden  sputtering 

slowly  grinds  summer  lifted  happier 

needles  hole  thought  across  bowl 

lion"  turned  lonely 

rode  tulip  world 

beets  tallow 

The  stories  on  pages  112  to  125  inclusive  contain  no  new  words.    These 
stories  are  specially  suited  to  secure  ease  and  fluency  in  reading. 


Phonic  List  for  First  Eeader 

The  sounds  of  the  following  are  taught  during  the  second  half  of  the 
school  year: 

bl                    cl                    cr                    dr  dw                  fl                     fr 

gl                   gr                   pi                    pr  sc                   sk                   si 

sm                 sn                  spr                 st  th                   tw                  wh 

Teach  also  the  short  and  long  sounds  of  the  vowels. 

ace                        ar                         eet  ile                         or 

age                        ark                        em  in                           our 

air                         atch                       end  ine                         out 

alk                       ave                      ew  ip                         ow 

amp                      each                     ice  ir                          ox 

a  nee                     ear                        id  iro                        uck 

ank                       eat                        ig  ive                        ug 

ap                        een                       ight  oo                        up 

The  following  is  offered  as  optional: 

ain                        are                        ax  eek                                       eetii 

ite                         own                   ,    ust  eel 


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